Still the world will beautifully turn
When the lights have gone
And mankind, convenes with the dust

All will carry on
Plentiful and just
Beyond, the rolling thunder of ourselves

When the grids burn out
And the humming along of our machines
Die down

Still the earth will turn
For its tyrants, plotting in wait

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